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I didn?t know how it happened. I only goy into the tank to check circuitry
connections when, BAMM! I must have hit my head on the rim of the door jam
and knocked myself out for a bit. How stupid of me!
I was still a little loopy because I kept hearing a beeping in my ears that
was beginning to drive me nuts! Suddenly, I realized what the beeping was!
The test!
I got up as quick as I could, groaning the whole time, and headed for the
kill switch! Except the door had shut automatically while I been laid out
unconscious. I beat on it like the pathetic prisoner I was, hoping the test
would cancel out due to error, or that something was not done properly, but
I knew that there was nothing wrong.
I was too exact in my preparations, too paranoid that something would go
wrong with my work. I had built too many fail-safes into the program to hope
that I had missed anything. I knew I hadn't.
As soon as I accepted the fact that I had stupidly trapped myself inside my
own machine, and that I was going to transform myself, I was okay. I knew
that after the programs were finished, the door would open and I would just
reprogram my body back to the original me.
I looked around inside the tank while I waited for the first diagnostics to
complete. I had programmed a fantasy of mine so was kind of interested in
what I would look like in the flesh. I never intended on transforming
anything really, it was just a run through on the programs. I was trying to
see what variables, if any, manifested themselves through a complex
transformation.
I had programmed a whole other person into the machine, complete with
attitudes and likes. I sort of got carried away really, not paying attention
to what I was writing, thinking only that if someone like this did exist, I
would be one happy fellow. Of course, for me to actually bring into physical
being someone like my fantasy girl, it would mean someone else would have to
cease to exist as a person. That was a moral boundary I was never going to
cross.
I wasn?t worried about losing my mind because I knew the mental attitudes
would not begin to overpower mine until a week or so later. I would have
plenty of time to recalibrate the machinery and look at the programs.
It was about then I began to feel the tingles of the machine indused
changes. I braced myself mentally, not really knowing if there would be any
discomfort or not. Almost immediately I began to notice changes in myself.
The hair on my arms began to thin and grow lighter, the slight gut I had
seemed to somewhat diminish, and I began to experience a lessening of muscle
tissue that seemed to be all over my body.
The air was filled with a buzzing that was so mild as to be almost missed,
although I noticed it as the all but invisible nodes inside the chamber
began their pre-programmed mission. I stood in the center of the chamber,
eager now to get the whole thing over with, anxious to see the results of my
hard work and long hours.
Somehow, every story I had ever read as a young kid never had the scientist
as the first victim of his unscrupulous machine. I found it fitting that I
would break new ground in several areas at once. I guess it could be that I
had never read the right books.
My whole body began to tingle even more, letting me know that the real
changes were beginning.
I looked down as I felt my pants start to get tight around my hips and butt.
I could tell my pelvis was reshaping itself and was starting to spread,
tightening the material. There isn?t anyone who wears jeans really baggy,
and I?m no exception, so it didn?t take long before I was starting to
experience some discomfort from the tightening material.
My hips widened to the point where my jeans could no longer contain them and
with an audible rip, they fell to my sides in tatters! My flesh glowed with
an unearthly healthy peaches and cream complexion as my hips widened still
further, rounding to a shape with an overly erotic appeal. My ass was almost
rippling with growth, each cheek swelling larger and rounder, causing me to
jut my upper body out to compensate for the change in balance! It was then I
felt masses of golden curls swing down in front of me.
I could do nothing as I felt the machine wind up for more! My waist grew
taut and supple while at the same time shrinking beyond what I would have
called an adult size! Breasts appeared on my chest, the nipples growing huge
and pink, their sensitivity causing me to moan aloud as they were crushed
against my straining shirt by the swelling breasts beneath! I could only
watch as the breasts continued to grow, stretching my favorite shirt until
one by one, the buttons popped off to strike the metal walls of the tank,
and it slowly peeled away revealing the outrageously swelling breasts
bobbing and jiggling on my naked chest! Already they were as big as my head,
showing no likelihood of stopping! Of course, I knew precisely how big they
would get, if everything went as programmmed. I knew everything would.
Although each change came in its own wave of pain and pleasure, I was
beginning to become oblivious to the cosmetic changes, as well as the
smaller changes being wrought upon me. My whole upper body, for example,
became smaller and more delicate, the muscles slimming to more feminine
proportions, my hands shrinking, the fingernails lengthening, until I had a
set of 2? scarlet nails that any fantasy slut of mine would have!
My face also shifted from the masculine to the feminine, the cheeks rising
and becoming more pronounced. My lips swelled and puffed into a pouty
scarlet cupid's bow, a sexual orifice that I had envisioned having only one
purpose for!
Eyes that rounded with surprise and shock, and stayed that way, taking on a
more innocent look as the lashes lengthened and thickened.
In my crotch, I could feel shifting flesh as my cock and balls were
transformed into a fully functional vagina, complete with, if I remembered
correctly, a nice soft patch of pink pubic hair in the shape of a heart.
The hair on my legs had disappeared almost at the start of the sequence,
about the same time as the hair on my arms had. I noted absently how small
cosmetic changes occurred first, followed by the larger bodily changes.
I was startled to hear my voice become a soft, high-pitched soprano as my
feet became small, slender and highly arched, incapable of wearing anything
but the highest heels. I looked down between the huge pink nippled breasts
that had burst out of my shirt to see how the ripped remains and cuffs of my
jeans pooled around my feet.
I could feel how small my feet had become, a woman?s size 6 if I recall, and
stepped out of my tennis shoes with ease.
The transformation was winding down, I had been completely changed from a
good-looking man into my own vision of what a true walking sex dream should
look like.
I could see through the little door window that the sequence lights had
reached the clean up stage, meaning any erratic data should be filed into a
separate area to be viewed at a later date. Unless the data was part of the
original form and needed to be contained within the original's data.
Of course, if something like that were to happen, it just meant that there
was something odd with the original to begin with. it could mean some
foreign object in the body, or a mass that the body was actively battling.
Not a virus, but a tumor, or something like that.
Which was why I was running the whole test sequence anyway. To see just how
delicate the sensors were and what, if any, foreign objects it could detect.
I had believed I was only a week away from putting my cat in for the first
actual test.
I saw the green light flash on to indicate the sequence was finished, then
heard the door pop open to finally free me. I had trouble right away when I
stepped out. For one, I was extremely top heavy and bottom heavy at the same
time. I wasn?t used to having so much weight just hanging from my chest like
that. Two, I needed to find myself some heels if I wanted to walk without a
lot of pain and difficulty.
I sat on the floor in front of the machine and stripped the rest of my jeans
off, along with the underwear that had also been ruined. Even my stretchy
BVD?s failed to encompass my huge ass and overly wide hips!
Naked but for the shirt still hanging on me, I tip-toed across the room and
checked the read out. My breasts wobbled and bounced with every step,
nipples growing erect in the cool air making me gasp with their increased
sensitivity. I had to grasp both breasts with my hands as best I could, and
smother the groan of pleasure I immediately felt from touching them.
I noted that my very feminine hands, with their absurdly long, red nails
barely covered maybe 20% of each breast.
The blonde curls I had selected kept falling into my face, forcing me to
swing my head around in a very girlish manner just to see clearly. This of
course elicited a bouncing in my chest and buttocks that caused me to moan
with pleasure all over again.
This was getting ridiculous! I couldn?t even think right at the moment for
all the pleasure I was getting just from standing there. I needed to get
some semblance of clothing on, then rework my solution from the start.
I moved as best I could upstairs to my sister's room to find more
appropriate clothing for my new body. It was difficult because my legs,
ankles, and feet were killing me without the proper shoes on, and my
unnaturally wide hips kept bumping into the walls! I was beginning to regret
entertaining my fantasies while working my way upstairs.
Tip-toeing awkwardly and holding each breast with my hands, I finally made
it to my sister?s room. I was panting excitedly, aroused by the movements of
my body as well as the touch of my own fingers on my nipples!
Stripping my shirt off, I opened up her closet and immediately cursed her.
She had taken almost everything with her when she had moved south to
Louisiana. I had assumed she would leave some things here for when she
visited. The only thing I saw was a small box in the back of the walk-in
closet that had some strange marks on it.
Opening it, I discovered it was filled with her clothes, things she had
decided to abandon for one reason or another. there were a pair of high
heels in there, so I picked it up and dumped the contents out on her bed.
The heels were my sister Jessica's, so I knew they would fit my new feet. I
had picked the same size as hers because I had admired how dainty her feet
looked. I had also seen how sexy they looked in these same shoes, which was
why I had picked her size.
I was shivering from being naked for so long, and it was getting very hard
to think because of the hard, erect nipples that pulsed on my jutting chest.
I wanted to cover them, get them warm, so they wouldn?t be so hard. It was
almost like having an erection they were so distracting! I was also
experiencing a certain warmth in my crotch, a pleasant tingling that kept a
smile on my face without my realizing it. Goose bumps kept raising all over
my body, making my nipples painfully hard, which kept me groaning!
I slipped my socks off and tried to slip the heels on my bare feet, but was
having trouble. Spying a pair of stockings, I rolled those on, having seen
my sister do it several times in the past, then slipped the heels on.
They fit perfectly and sent shivers of pleasure and relief throughout my
whole body. The stockings felt really good, too, which surprised me. I didn?
t know stockings felt like this!
Next, I picked up a pair of panties and slid those up my legs. I was having
too much fun to just quit where I was. Once I got the panties up to my
thighs though, they would go further. I tugged a couple of times, my big
breasts hanging and bouncing underneath me, until I finally realized they
were too small. I slid them off and read the tag, size 6, and thought about
my sisters butt and hips. I remembered them being rather nice, not too big
or small, but couldn?t fathom why she had a smaller size here.
Unless this was her correct size. I had made the hips and ass of my fantasy
girl really big and round, so of course my sister?s clothes would not fit me
now. Her being so much smaller through some important areas.
It was a real dilemma, none of her clothes would fit the new me. I picked up
a well worn satin bra and held it in front of my own breasts. The cups were
pretty big, the tag reading a 36 D cup, but wouldn't even begin to cover my
own huge tits. I would have to find other clothes to keep the cool air off
my overly sensitive body if I wanted to maintain a proper amount of
concentration.
I definitely did not want to screw up when it came time to transform myself
back to my own form.
I had no lab coat, didn?t even own one, preferring to work in jeans and a
simple shirt. I could order some clothes from the store in town and have
them delivered here though. That wouldn?t take long at all. I could get some
proper clothes and, I reasoned, do a rather extensive experiment on the
sensitive parts of this body.
I found a catalog of womens clothing in a night table next to her bed and
began thumbing through it. It wasn't long before I figured out I would need
to know what size I was in everything. In the back of the catalog I found a
chart that showed what was needed. I was amazed at the sizes I would need
just to be clothed. In two areas, my hips and my breasts, I was at the
farthest end of the sizes they carried.
Several minutes later, I had all the measurements I would need to order a
complete wardrobe. Standing at 5? 7? and weighing at around 170 lbs., I knew
my measurements would be odd. I didn?t recall what I gave my fantasy girl,
but what I came up with were pretty wild. I took a size 10 or 12 in a panty
and a size 36 KK or L in a bra!
My numbers were like this from top to bottom; 64 - 20 - 46! I had given my
dream girl a huge ass with really wide hips, not to mention the mountainous
globes of breast flesh that jiggled and bounced. Even my ass bounced when I
walked!
I got out my credit card, dialed the phone and was soon speaking to sales
lady at the store. At first, I was totally amazed at the sound of my
voice! It sounded like a little girl?s mixed in with a lot of breathing and
some panting. I was getting hot just listening to myself!
At first, I only ordered a couple of things. I just needed to be dressed
comfortably so I could work in the lab without the distractions of this
body.
I laid on my belly on the bed to get comfortable, the phone cradled between
shoulder and chin, and put the catalog down in front of me. My tits were so
huge that they bulged out in front and to either side. I felt like I was
lying on two pillows!
The lady was superb in making suggestions, and helping me find items that
would fit. She?s the one who said I needed a white, satin under-wire in a
size 36 LL. Of course, she couldn?t be sure of the fit until I made it in to
be properly measured.
As I continued to page through the catalog, the sales lady on the other end
making helpful comments, I idly caressed my huge tits and nipples. Sometimes
doing so would make me moan or gasp with pleasure, prompting the lady to ask
if there was something wrong.
I couldn?t help feeling excited, lying in my sister?s bed, wearing black
stockings and a pair of 4? heels! The thought of wearing more clothes like
these got me excited to the point that I began to order all sorts of things
I didn?t need. Before I knew it, I had ordered over $1800 worth of stuff! I
finally hung up the phone and turned over onto my back, watching my huge
breasts shift and roll with me, and began to explore just how sensitive this
body was!
I began to pleasure myself like I?ve never done before. My hands seemed to
know exactly what I liked and brought me to several mind-blowing orgasms. I
think I even screamed a couple of times!
Hours later, knocking on the front door woke me up. I hadn?t realized I had
fallen asleep! I got up still wearing the stockings and heels, grabbed a
robe of my own out of my bedroom. Walking in the 4? heels was a breeze,
although I could feel the sway of my hips when I did. The robe also didn?t
quite close across my chest, displaying generous cleavage.
I held the robe closed with one hand and opened the door, greeting the
delivery lady standing there. She was really cute with a generous figure,
although no one could compete with me, and she seemed delighted to meet me,
her face all smiles as I futilely tried to keep the robe closed.
The store had their own delivery service and used only females when
delivering orders from their women?s catalog. I signed the pad and
instructed her to put the packages in my sister?s room upstairs. She smiled
politely and began, taking care with each box.
I stood by the door the whole time, my mind in a fog. For some reason I
couldn?t think straight. Each time the girl would come down for another box,
she would smile at me, look at the exposed portion of my breasts, and grab
another box. I merely leaned against the wall, holding the robe closed, and
tried to remember what I was supposed to be doing. I was totally oblivious
to her eyes stripping me naked, until I found her standing in front of me. I
was so in a fog, I was startled for a moment.
?Oh, I?m sorry. I didn?t see you come up.? I told her. I took the delivery
pad and scribbled a name on it, careful to use my sister's.
?That?s quite all right. It was my fault for sneaking up on you.? She took
the pad, her fingers sliding along my own, and tucked it under an arm. She
sent shivers down my spine when her nails lightly raked across my skin. I
think I moaned a little but wasn?t sure. She smiled at me.
?You know, you don?t act like your feeling very well.? She told me as she
wrapped an arm around my waist. Her other hand grasped mine, the one holding
the robe closed as she guided me upstairs.
?Why don?t I help you upstairs where you can lie down, and I?ll just let
myself out.?
I sighed as I leaned against her, her touch sending lightning bolts through
me. I actually felt my pussy getting hot and wet! It felt good to have
someone wrap themselves around you like this. Also, I was really liking the
way it made me feel secure and comfortable.
?That sounds great.? I told her, relaxing my body a little, letting her
guide me. ?What did you say your name was?? I asked quietly, though it came
out as a little breathy ?come have sex with me? voice. She looked at me, her
eyes glimpsing my half open robe now, and adjusted her grip on my waist.
?You can call me Melissa.?
She walked me upstairs to my sister?s room and laid me down on the bed. I
couldn?t help myself, I was hot and horny! I laid there, flipping the robe
open to reveal my enormous curves, and watched Melissa close the curtains
over the window. When she turned around to see me idly caressing my huge
left breast, a vacuous smile on my swollen lips, she smiled even more and
started to undress.
What followed was one of the most amazing episodes I?ll ever go through. I
know I'll remember it for the rest of my life!
Melissa and I had sex in every conceivable position! I lost count of the
number of orgasms she, or I had! It seemed after a while tht the orgasms
just melted into one another, becoming one long continuous blast that
knocked both of us out of our senses! We went at it for hours, not stopping
for anything! Finally, she said she had to get back to work.
I sprawled over the bed on my back, still wearing the stockings and shoes,
and smiled contently as she dressed and gave me a long kiss goodbye. Her
hands had seemed to find my breasts every time she kissed me, this time was
no different! I moaned through our kiss when she started caressing my
nipples again.
?If you don?t stop, I?m going to rape you again.? I teased her, my own hand
massaging her tits inside her jacket.
?I like that too much for it to be a threat.? She stooped and ran her tongue
roughly over my painfully erect nipple before retreating for the door,
laughing playfully.
?Not fair!? I howled, grabbing my breasts with a moan of pleasure before
sinking back into the mattress. I knew I was going to masturbate now, I was
too hot to do anything else. Melissa had given me too much to think about!
I slept in the next day, luxuriating in the coolness of the sheets and the
erotic caricature of my body. My breasts were so huge, the nipples easily
the size of my thumbs, that I gave them each a cute sexy name. I also
thought about how big my ass was, whether it was a good idea to have cheeks
so large and round. I mean, how was I going to wear a mini-skirt with an ass
like that?
"Oh well," I told myself. "I?d have to learn to like having everything hang
out." Besides, the thought of someone seeing my body made me horny as hell!
I suddenly sat up with a shake of my head, trying to fathom what I was
actually thinking. Was that me with all those Bimbo thoughts? I had to get
to work on getting my own body back or I may just completely give in to my
own programmed attitudes. If that happened, I thought as I slipped my robe
on hurriedly, I might stay the way I was and lose all aspects of my own
personality. I would cease to exist!
Wearing the stockings and heels under my robe, I made my way downstairs to
my lab, occasionally bumping into things with my hips. My nipples were
erect, standing about 2? out, and continued to derail my thinking.
Several times I found myself stopping to fondle my breasts, or caress my ass
and hips, or even to masturbate a little! This was getting serious!
I noticed the machines were still running. Evidently I had forgotten to turn
them off when I left. I checked the readouts of my transformation, noting no
discrepancies, although there was a slight variation in the mental profile
program. No alarms had been given when the transformation finished so it
must not have been anything important. I couldn?t remember how many times I
had been over the programs before.
My crotch was so inflamed with need, my juices were dripping down my leg and
I couldn?t help but plunge my hand into me. I just needed to take the edge
off, that?s all!
I checked the batteries to see nothing had drained them and started the
sequence again, just like I did yesterday. Or was that the day before?
I couldn?t help but giggle at the fact I'd lost track of what day it was!
Everything seemed to be working perfectly, just like before, the only
difference was I wasn?t in the chamber yet. Hurriedly, I chucked my robe
and, wearing nothing but the stockings and heels, stepped into the chamber
just as the door was beginning to close.
Made it! I couldn?t help but grin, realizing that everything I had completed
had worked perfectly! I was a genius! Immediately, dollar signs began
flashing before my eyes. No longer would people suffer the humiliation of
birth defects, or lose limbs from accidents, or go through life with other
parts of their bodies mutilated for other reasons! I had the answer to all
these things.
I felt the machine wind up as the nodes inside the chamber started their
programed work. I wrapped my arms around me, underneath my breasts, because
of the cool air inside the tank. I would have to change that, maybe make it
a little more comfy.
The tingles began all over me as I began to experience the first changes.
I saw what little hair was still on my arms disappear, as well as the red
nails on my fingers suddenly lengthening into the 4? or 5? range.
I held my hands up in alarm, trying to imagine what might be happening, when
a cascade of white-blonde curls swept forward into my face. I grabbed a
handful of hair, feeling how thick it was, and pushed it away! I had to see
what else was happening! I looked down at my body and screamed!
My hips and thighs were swelling, widening beyond anything I had ever
imagined before! I could tell my ass was enlarging by the sudden weight gain
I was feeling, almost pulling me down! It was getting hard to stand as my
buttocks increased in size, each globe getting more rounded as they grew!
What had I done wrong?! I frantically traced my actions and selections
since coming downstairs! I could remember nothing at all that might have
caused this!
My waist slimmed even more, becoming so thin and supple that I doubted it
would be able to support my upper half with any comfort! Then my breasts
began their enlargement! I watched horrified as the twin globes of sensitive
flesh that had given me so much pleasure in the last day suddenly swelled
larger and rounder than I have ever seen on a human being! The nipples grew
and stretched eerily, each attaining the size of a beer can!
I gasped aloud as the new, stronger sensations from my newly enhanced body
began to pour in, overpowering my mind! My nipples alone made me have an
orgasm when the growth of my breasts made them touch the side of the
chamber! I staggered about, my ass jiggling almost as much as my breasts
were bouncing, until I lost my balance and sat down heavily in the center of
the chamber. The ripples of flesh traveled upwards from my huge ass,
disappeared at my waist only to reappear in both breasts, triggering another
orgasm.
I cried in shame and pleasure, gasping from the joy too much to fully grasp
the irony of my own trap. My sighs and coos of bliss were much too high and
silly to be wholly adult, or human. I felt my grossly swollen lips with my
tongue, marveling at their sensitivity, thinking how marvelous I would be at
sucking cock now.
I laid there for a long time afterwards, slowly taking in the changes one at
a time, trying to keep a grasp on my slowly ebbing will. The white-blonde
tresses that were so thick and beautiful lay about me like a carpet. My face
must look like a cross between an angel and a hooker after a crazed sexual
pervert with a license in cosmetic surgery had worked on it!
I couldn?t begin to fathom the full extent of the changes this time. The
part of my brain that could still calculate thought my breasts must measure
at least 140?! let?s see, my waist would be around 15? or so, and my hips
would be about 88?. That means I should weigh around 290 to 310 lbs.
I closed my eyes and thought about what went wrong. Idly, I felt a long
nailed hand start caressing my giant right breast that lay on the floor
between my legs. The other breast lay to my left, leaving me leaning
somewhat awkwardly. I needed to get myself out of this fix, find out what
happened, and get myself back to normal.
I shivered as my right hand touched the side of my breast. The nipples were
erect and starting to poke outwards towards the wall again.
If I just lean over to the right a little, I could get my other hand down to
my huge, pulsing clit and frig myself a little. Just to get the edge off, I
told myself.
My mind was going, that much I knew. All I could do was masturbate myself
into mindless bliss. It wasn?t hard, either. All I had to do was touch
myself anywhere. Well, almost anywhere. I?d been down here inside my chamber
now for about a day and a half. I knew something was wrong when all I could
think about was sex, sex and more sex!
I felt another wave of pleasure coming on me, my thighs trembling and
quaking, that I knew was going to be big!
The part of me that was left had come up with the answer of what had
happened to me. It was so simple and stupid. I needed to run the same
transformation, only in reverse. Except, I failed to do that. I had run my
fantasy transformation a second time and, somehow, the numbers didn?t cancel
each other out like they were supposed to. They added to them, thus making
me the sexual freak I am now.
In my preparations for a transformation, I didn?t take into account what
happens to a subject already transformed by the same program. I didn?t allow
any room for the variables, so the computer, per my perfect programming,
simply overlapped.
I can?t really es?plain anymore dan dat. Some ob da words are gettin too
hard to say, and tinkin is becumin incweasinly hard.
I lay down and pway wid myself all da time now. My name is . . . (sigh) . .
Slutty. I weally hope someone comes and wescues me. I need a good fuck!
Mhairi
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